歌曲 | Toothpick |
歌手 | Stand Atlantic |
专辑 | Skinny Dipping |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Bonnie Mary Fraser/Stevie Knight |
[00:00.00] | I wish our skin would meet |
[00:03.20] | A sting I wish would bleed |
[00:07.31] | Like toothpicks sliding under fingernails |
[00:11.75] | Don't you need a breath of air? |
[00:15.96] | 'Cause you're biting at my head |
[00:19.22] | Like starving great whites feeding in the deep end |
[00:25.52] | And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[00:31.70] | I'm twisting my words to appear like |
[00:36.45] | This doesn't burn 'em |
[00:39.18] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[00:43.86] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[00:48.11] | With crime like a substance |
[00:50.89] | I'm addicted to |
[00:52.55] | Diving into the salt tides |
[00:57.31] | I took you like a thief |
[01:00.31] | A pinch that doesn't leave |
[01:04.28] | It's like ice cubes grinding at your front teeth |
[01:08.99] | And I miss you while you talk |
[01:12.26] | It's a comforting sense of shock |
[01:16.26] | Feels like silver caught inside a toaster |
[01:22.45] | And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[01:28.77] | I'm twisting my words to appear like |
[01:33.45] | This doesn't burn 'em |
[01:36.22] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[01:39.17] | (Papercuts are in my eyes) |
[01:41.30] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[01:45.12] | With crime like a substance |
[01:48.50] | I'm addicted to |
[01:49.55] | Diving into the salt tides |
[01:51.40] | (Diving into the salt tides) |
[02:05.80] | A fever that I'll never break |
[02:07.89] | 'Cause I keep pushing pills away |
[02:10.91] | Just to see my body shake |
[02:17.60] | Expensive red wine |
[02:18.49] | I hate the taste |
[02:19.98] | And how the slightest spill will stain |
[02:23.24] | I drink with you anyway |
[02:28.57] | 'Cause I know that I'm not as strong as I make myself out to be |
[02:35.90] | I'm twisting my words to appear like |
[02:39.62] | This doesn't burn 'em |
[02:42.20] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[02:45.32] | (Papercuts are in my eyes) |
[02:47.15] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[02:51.53] | With crime like a substance |
[02:54.19] | I'm addicted to |
[02:55.97] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:57.72] | (Diving into the salt tides) |
[02:58.89] | I'm twisting my words to appear like |
[03:03.65] | This doesn't burn 'em |
[03:06.19] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[03:09.50] | (Papercuts are in my eyes) |
[03:11.90] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[03:15.70] | With crime like a substance |
[03:17.16] | (Crime like a substance) |
[03:18.44] | I'm addicted to |
[03:19.80] | Diving into the salt tides |
[03:23.25] | I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[03:29.96] | Written By: David Potter, Jonno Panichi & Bonnie Fraser |
[03:30.60] | Vocals: Bonnie Fraser |
[03:31.10] | Guitar: Bonnie Fraser |
[03:31.43] | Bass: David Potter |
[03:31.82] | Drums: Jonno Panichi |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Bonnie Mary Fraser Stevie Knight |
[00:00.00] | I wish our skin would meet |
[00:03.20] | A sting I wish would bleed |
[00:07.31] | Like toothpicks sliding under fingernails |
[00:11.75] | Don' t you need a breath of air? |
[00:15.96] | ' Cause you' re biting at my head |
[00:19.22] | Like starving great whites feeding in the deep end |
[00:25.52] | And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[00:31.70] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[00:36.45] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[00:39.18] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[00:43.86] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[00:48.11] | With crime like a substance |
[00:50.89] | I' m addicted to |
[00:52.55] | Diving into the salt tides |
[00:57.31] | I took you like a thief |
[01:00.31] | A pinch that doesn' t leave |
[01:04.28] | It' s like ice cubes grinding at your front teeth |
[01:08.99] | And I miss you while you talk |
[01:12.26] | It' s a comforting sense of shock |
[01:16.26] | Feels like silver caught inside a toaster |
[01:22.45] | And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[01:28.77] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[01:33.45] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[01:36.22] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[01:39.17] | Papercuts are in my eyes |
[01:41.30] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[01:45.12] | With crime like a substance |
[01:48.50] | I' m addicted to |
[01:49.55] | Diving into the salt tides |
[01:51.40] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:05.80] | A fever that I' ll never break |
[02:07.89] | ' Cause I keep pushing pills away |
[02:10.91] | Just to see my body shake |
[02:17.60] | Expensive red wine |
[02:18.49] | I hate the taste |
[02:19.98] | And how the slightest spill will stain |
[02:23.24] | I drink with you anyway |
[02:28.57] | ' Cause I know that I' m not as strong as I make myself out to be |
[02:35.90] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[02:39.62] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[02:42.20] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[02:45.32] | Papercuts are in my eyes |
[02:47.15] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[02:51.53] | With crime like a substance |
[02:54.19] | I' m addicted to |
[02:55.97] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:57.72] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:58.89] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[03:03.65] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[03:06.19] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[03:09.50] | Papercuts are in my eyes |
[03:11.90] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[03:15.70] | With crime like a substance |
[03:17.16] | Crime like a substance |
[03:18.44] | I' m addicted to |
[03:19.80] | Diving into the salt tides |
[03:23.25] | I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[03:29.96] | Written By: David Potter, Jonno Panichi Bonnie Fraser |
[03:30.60] | Vocals: Bonnie Fraser |
[03:31.10] | Guitar: Bonnie Fraser |
[03:31.43] | Bass: David Potter |
[03:31.82] | Drums: Jonno Panichi |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Bonnie Mary Fraser Stevie Knight |
[00:00.00] | I wish our skin would meet |
[00:03.20] | A sting I wish would bleed |
[00:07.31] | Like toothpicks sliding under fingernails |
[00:11.75] | Don' t you need a breath of air? |
[00:15.96] | ' Cause you' re biting at my head |
[00:19.22] | Like starving great whites feeding in the deep end |
[00:25.52] | And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[00:31.70] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[00:36.45] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[00:39.18] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[00:43.86] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[00:48.11] | With crime like a substance |
[00:50.89] | I' m addicted to |
[00:52.55] | Diving into the salt tides |
[00:57.31] | I took you like a thief |
[01:00.31] | A pinch that doesn' t leave |
[01:04.28] | It' s like ice cubes grinding at your front teeth |
[01:08.99] | And I miss you while you talk |
[01:12.26] | It' s a comforting sense of shock |
[01:16.26] | Feels like silver caught inside a toaster |
[01:22.45] | And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[01:28.77] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[01:33.45] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[01:36.22] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[01:39.17] | Papercuts are in my eyes |
[01:41.30] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[01:45.12] | With crime like a substance |
[01:48.50] | I' m addicted to |
[01:49.55] | Diving into the salt tides |
[01:51.40] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:05.80] | A fever that I' ll never break |
[02:07.89] | ' Cause I keep pushing pills away |
[02:10.91] | Just to see my body shake |
[02:17.60] | Expensive red wine |
[02:18.49] | I hate the taste |
[02:19.98] | And how the slightest spill will stain |
[02:23.24] | I drink with you anyway |
[02:28.57] | ' Cause I know that I' m not as strong as I make myself out to be |
[02:35.90] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[02:39.62] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[02:42.20] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[02:45.32] | Papercuts are in my eyes |
[02:47.15] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[02:51.53] | With crime like a substance |
[02:54.19] | I' m addicted to |
[02:55.97] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:57.72] | Diving into the salt tides |
[02:58.89] | I' m twisting my words to appear like |
[03:03.65] | This doesn' t burn ' em |
[03:06.19] | Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes |
[03:09.50] | Papercuts are in my eyes |
[03:11.90] | Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction |
[03:15.70] | With crime like a substance |
[03:17.16] | Crime like a substance |
[03:18.44] | I' m addicted to |
[03:19.80] | Diving into the salt tides |
[03:23.25] | I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be |
[03:29.96] | Written By: David Potter, Jonno Panichi Bonnie Fraser |
[03:30.60] | Vocals: Bonnie Fraser |
[03:31.10] | Guitar: Bonnie Fraser |
[03:31.43] | Bass: David Potter |
[03:31.82] | Drums: Jonno Panichi |